Monthly Archives: May 2016

Where house

There is a warehouse, location undisclosed, where humans work, collaborate and live together without financial reward, but with food and a roof over their heads. From where they venture on missions of help, and welcome offered help on behalf of a greater good than themselves. Continue reading

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This is shit

What i really want to say about the situation of refugees in Calais. This is shit. It’s so wrong, everything about it. Whoever is out there making the argument against largely white and well resourced (by connection if not actually … Continue reading

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Calais donts and dos

This list will probably grow if you want to check back in… Don’t, whatever you do, send second hand underwear to people who are refugees, no matter how much you have carefully laundered, and only wore them once anyway.  Just … Continue reading

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Slow drip

A slow day on the Women and Children’s bus after the excitement of yesterday’s VIPs. They missed today’s miserable rain.  It was slow because there was a distribution of shoes and clothes for women happening in the government place called … Continue reading

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head fuckery

You know what a political person I am. So my head is buzzing with the politics of it all. On whose behalf am I working? If it is for people who have become refugees? Is it for myself? Is it … Continue reading

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T-shirts

Went to Dunkirk again. Similar but with t-shirts. Lovely to see a friendly face from long ago.

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sport shoes please.

We went to Dunkirk in a small gang and played at being shop people out of two different containers with hatches cut into them. Lightweight trainers in middle sizes ran out quickest. It’s warm and dry but very breezy atm. … Continue reading

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blog fright

Nowt to say about what occurs on a long drive between himself and myself. Least said the better. And what if – I wonder – prompted by general raised anxiety about everything, I can’t think of anything to say on … Continue reading

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